The Emperor’s Angel of Death

The captain of the flying Taraner was waiting on the tarmac to greet the archbishop Giovanni Battista Pampelli, who was boarding the spacecraft.

The journey from the sea in Valledo is very difficult, and now this is the stormy season in the northern hemisphere of this religious world.

Valledo is located in the storm star field, a religious world with a fourth-class special tax exemption.

What is the religious world?

Simply put, the religious world is the private territory of the state religion. All taxes, personnel appointments, resource scheduling, including self-defense on the planet, are the responsibility of the state religion. The priests of the state religion can do whatever they like in this world.

Generally speaking, the religious world is a huge temple, tall churches rise from the ground, straight into the sky, statues of the emperor and other saints stand majestic in the streets and alleys, watching the prosperous empire, and devout believers are crawling on the sacred. Nostalgia in the glory, praise the emperor

The majesty and mercy of the emperor, and sometimes the sacred holy objects and dangerous and fallen heretical artifacts will also be transported to the religious world to be strictly guarded in different ways.

In a sense, the religious world is the product of a long-term game between the state religion and the Terra Council. A large number of pilgrims can bring a huge amount of income and influence to the state religion, but at the same time, the state religion must also be managed by private arms and local churches. Concession on authority.

On the other hand, fighting nuns are mostly stationed in the religious world. After all, protecting the holy places and saints is actually the job of the emperor’s daughters.

Pompili is the archbishop of Valledo, and in a sense the governor of this world, and he is only sixty years old this year. He has undergone life extension surgery, he has a great future in the future, and even enters the core of Tyra's cardinals. It is not impossible.

Now the archbishop is enjoying the storm.

In terms of agriculture, abundant rains have kept the land fertile, making Valledo’s food unnecessary to import. Farmers will turn over 80% of their income to the international community every year to offset the value of their land use, leaving 2 About one-third of Chengzhong will become him

Our worship of the emperor was "voluntarily" handed over to the local church.

After all, the more pious you are, the more qualified you are to be closer to the golden throne after death.

However, in the eyes of the archbishop, such storms are more spiritually valuable-even the most unimaginative members of the believers will regard them as a symbol of the emperor’s anger, especially when the priests’ sermons regard their When thoughts lead in that direction.

The storm is beautiful, necessary, and sacred.

But now the storm has bitten the spacecraft severely, making it jolted very badly.

But Pang Feili did not panic, because his ending should be dedicated to the will of the great emperor, rather than panicking in a flight.

In the end, the spacecraft passed through the storm without any risk, and when Ponfigli walked down the passenger compartment from the stairs, his robes of the State Church did not appear to be pleated at all.

"Master Bishop."

The captain bent down and knelt down.

"Your appearance is the best blessing to this ship."

"Please stand up? Captain."

The archbishop stretched out his hand? The captain kissed his ring before standing up.

The captain was tall, and it looked like he was actually—although there was no Ponfiligao.

In the world of Valledo? No one is as tall as the archbishop in his cognition? And this man named Billac is almost flush with his chin, which is very rare.

The captain is an experienced trader? Despite the life extension surgery, decades of ups and downs did not affect his face.

He has silver-gray hair? Braided and scattered under the hat.

Can you see a firm piety from his demeanor? This made the bishop very satisfied. His first impression of the captain was in line with the fame of the spacecraft.

He felt that he would meet his requirements.

Later, Captain Billac led him out of the loading area.

The corridor in the distance is wide? The tall vault is hung with gorgeous tapestries? It depicts the spread of the emperor's brilliance in the galaxy, aliens and heretics fleeing under the onslaught of imperial truth.

Faith, burning the unclean things in the form of flames, the pagans raised their hands for forgiveness, their faces stretched with desperate howling? Because they knew they could not be saved.

The emperor's army marched in the light of truth.

The state religion, the astral army, the interstellar warriors, and even the humblest slaves-they form the unstoppable step of the human empire.

The captain slowly followed the bishop? You can slow down so that the bishop can inspect the tapestries.

"They are all spectacular? And well preserved? Are these all reproductions?"

"some are."

The captain humbly replied:

"But ordinary people are completely indistinguishable? Can you see the difference?"

"I can not."

Ponfieri frankly admitted that years of ups and downs made him not tolerate a little failure like those low-level priests.

"How did you get those genuine products?"

"I inherited them. These tapestries have slept in my house for centuries."

"You inherited this deal?"

"Yes, it's the same with this ship."

Pang Feili became more satisfied with this.

He took a close look at the tapestry and paused to look at the frayed marks on the fabric. This picture depicts the living saint Saint Celestine leading the people to fight against an uncertain darkness.

The edges of the tapestry were faded, giving off a musty, stale smell.

"This is not a copy, right?"

"It's a copy, but this one is very old. It's one of the first works to be copied. I think it's about 700 years old."

"Then, it must now have its own value."

"Although this is a copy, it must have spiritual value~www.ltnovel.com~ The captain stared at the dedicated face of the living saint.

"The main function of all these tapestries is to inspire and guide. If they play such a role, it is not so important whether they are genuine or not."

The archbishop nodded.

"I totally agree with you, Captain, it's a great blessing that you can come to my world."

The captain nodded, but he didn't think he was fully recognized by the other party, because he knew what his profession needed to do, and he also knew how to handle business with the State Church.

In his business, there are too many speculators who choose to deceive, too many corrupt explorers, and the archbishop has already dealt with those he encountered before-the executed guys are not few.

The flying Taran was a pilgrimage ship, but she used to be a cargo ship, but in the 40th millennium she was repurposed and transformed by Birak’s family.

After obtaining the permission of the high-level officials of the State Religion, they began their job of maintaining more than ten generations-on the surface it was an exhibition of sacred objects, but in fact it was a trade in cultural relics.